My dad, kirk and I were driving around looking for hunting spots. The funny thing was, we were in the suburbs. We stopped and examined a few spots and my dad found one that he liked. We were parking the trailer there when the dream ended.
NL- Jogging...I am running down a path that seems quite familiar. There is an embankment to my right covered in grass and evergreen trees. As I run along, the path rises and opens to a large field. There is a group of middle aged women talking at the edge of the field. I run off the path and skirt the group to their left. While jogging past, one of the more attractive women makes a sexual innuendo directed at me. Without looking, I continue running and feel proud of myself.
There is a line of taller trees to my left now, and I see a volleyball field in the distance to my right. Running still, I reach my destination. A large conglomeration of monkey bars and other variously shaped bars designed for exercise.
For a while, I exercise on the bars while chatting with some friends. Then, I go to a particular bar shaped like widely spaced window shades. I jump over the top, grab the the top bar with my left hand, then swing my legs in between the middle and bottom bar, following through with the rest of my body. Coming through on the other side, I curl up and swing to another nearby bar.
Becoming bored of the bars, I walk to a large structure made of huge wooden beams. They are stained a dark charcoal with a wood slatted roof. In the double doors I walk, into an open, airy albeit dated, gym. There are basketball hoops on either end and a couple guys playing at one end. There are wooden benches along side the room, slightly covered with the guys' gym supplies: Shirts, backpack, etc.. I ask to play and they oblige. We play for some time, and I finally become tired. I walk out the back double doors onto a porch overlooking an impossibly thick evergreen forest. The porch runs the length of the building and beyond to an adjoining building. Out of a far off door, a girl walks out onto the porch. I begin to walk toward her. She is walking down some steps into the forest and I am heading her way....Dream ends...
NL- It is a dark night. I am standing in the pouring rain, beside a white SUV. It is parked outside a silver trailer that resembles one you might find in the game Crysis. There is a large steel tower structure holding a satellite behind me to my left. I have in my hand a pistol with a silencer attached. There are others with me as well. There is a small amount of light emitting from a fixture on the trailer.
Two men exit the trailer. Immediately we open fire. I move in to take out the targets. In a matter of seconds, the men are on the ground but others have heard the commotion. Right away, our group falls back behind a few gathered vehicles clumped haphazardly into a forest clearing. The enemy return fire with intense ferocity. My group falls back to a door in a wall at the edge of the clearing.
We all run through the door and I close it behind us. We have walked into my childhood bathroom through the shower. Dream Ends...
Note: During a recent Lucid, I attempted to enter the same house through the wall that would have led me to the exact same spot that my group went through.
NL- On an extremely flat terrain. I am walking down a dirt road beside a river. On the other side of the road is a line of trees. A ways down the road, the row of trees ends. At this ending, there is a house with a field to the front. The field seems to have been recently plowed. As I am walking across the field, I observe the overcast sky. The house is very old looking and there is a couple standing pretty far into the field. I walk over to them.
When I reach them, we begin to talk and the female takes a liking to me. She removes her dress and beckons me to come. We spend the rest of the dream reaching third base....
NL- Inside a very old house. I am in a room that appears to be my bedroom. There is a closet to the left as I enter the room, and a bed built on a large wood frame across the room to the right. As I walk over to the bed, I see something in the corner of my left eye. My gaze is jerked to the side and my eyes land upon a dark rat. As he runs along a wood wall panel, I can see his red eyes. Before I can capture him in something, he scurries behind the bed. I leave the room and come back a bit later. The bed has been moved across the room. I move the bed into the middle of the room. There is rat poop everywhere. There are piles of rat poop all over the place. I wonder how the bed moved, and how one rat could produce some much poop. I should have noticed the rat by now. I don't want to live there anymore...dream ends...
NL Fragment- On some walkways about 15 feet off the ground. There are people walking around on the walkways and they seem to be friendly to me. However, several of the people walking on the ground become victim to my gun. No one sees me from the ground but some enemies make it onto the walkway. I crouch down as they pass by. There is a corner with some supplies that I plunder. Sitting in wait, I wonder where I am....Dream fades...
NL- On the ferry. It hits the shore, and begins to flip. Somehow I see it coming and jump off the back end of the ferry just in time. On shore, I throw a football with a friend...
NL- At the church I went to as a kid. I am walking down the stairs to the lower level. As I round the banister, I see a creature that was posted on facebook crawling up the stairs. it looks like a man-wolf with a massive head. The ears were pointed and its eyes are lit up. It is has dark brown fur and is making a growling sound.
My adrenaline kicks in and I my foot kicks the creature in the face. It falls back and I run down the stairs around the corner to the second set of stairs. There is another creature that looks exactly like the first one. From the shadows in the lower level of the church my cat Jeff runs up to the creature and begins attacking. I walk by the creature, feeling no fear and tell Jeff he doesn't need to do that to the creature.
Then i walk into the bathroom to the left and take a long piss in one of the several sinks lined up in row in front of a massive mirror. My pee comes out in a jet and fills the entire sink. While I am peeing, some other people come in, wash there hands, look in the mirror and leave....Dream ends...
DJ Log: June 9, 2012 – 7:30AM (USA Eastern)
• NON-DREAM • NOTES • DREAM • LUCID •
I arrive at the location where I am scheduled to set up sound for an electronic music festival. There is a building on the right side and a field on the left side of the lane. There are a couple of RVs and several tents in the field. The building is quite large and it has several large roll-up doors. I stop my truck and trailer full of sound equipment in front of the building, then walk inside to find out where they would like me to park. I walk inside to see that there are several people already working on setting up lights and decorations for the stage.
I walk around the back of the stage and find the guy who hired me to set up and operate sound. He gives me a strange look, then says, “As it ends up, we're not going to use your sound system tonight. We will hold off and set yours up tomorrow.” I look at him and say, “That sucks.” He says, “I know, but I told this other guy he could have one day.” I ask, “Anyway, which door should I open so that I can pull my trailer in?” He points to the second door and says, “Pull it in along that side wall so you can plug your shore power directly into the main panel.”
I walk over to the door find the control box which has buttons labeled 'up', 'down', and 'stop'. I press the 'up' button and the door slowly raises, letting out some terrible squeaks on the way up. Once the door raises far enough, I press the 'stop' button and walk back to my truck. I drive inside and drop the trailer right next to the circuit panel, then park the truck outside. I pull out my shore power cable and find that the receptacle of a foreign type that my plug will not mate with. I drop the end of the cable and grumble to myself, “The stupid fucking outlet is never right. I'll fucking hot-wire it.”
I walk back toward the stage when as start a sound check. The highs are muddy and there is hardly any bass. There are a whole bunch of home-stereo type speakers scattered around everywhere. As I walk by, I see that one of them is being driven to its maximum cone excursion, but is hardly putting out any sound. The speaker cone looks like it is trying to jump out of the box.
I walk to the backstage area again and see that the guys are moving a bunch of tables from a back room. I look for a moment, then walk back to my trailer and go inside. The interior lights are on, so I turn them off and lay down on the couch and fall asleep. I suddenly wake up to a loud pop sound.
Destroying a Bomb
Three nights ago I had a dream that someone had a bomb strapped to them. It consisted of 3 M-80 sized explosives -- 1 each in black, red, and green.
If I broke the wires, it would blow, but I couldn't let it stay on the person, so I took my foot and broke through the wires. It did not blow.
I dreamed there were zombies with powdery-white hair and faces. One had a ware-wolf face. He had the powdery-white hair and face also. He was an outcast even among the other zombies.
He was trying to climb up on a window ledge, but was having trouble because he wasn't very strong.
Chinese Taking Nigerian Slaves
Another Alarm-infiltrated dream
I was playing a game with some lady. I was a guest in her home I think. The game was like Risk. I was in the position to make a diplomatic tie with China. I wasn't happy about their stand on human rights, but I decided to make friends with them because it seemed better than not doing so.
I went to a box with cartridges and pulled out the one to make friends with China. That would be a pain in the ass game!
As I pulled out that cartridge, another came out a bit. I left it, and the lady got a little upset that I left it out. I explained that my dad would have been upset to, but I would push it back in when I replaced my cartridge.
Then I realized that in real life, China was taking up the practice of enslaving Nigerians. I though, "Oh God! We got over that 150 years ago, and they are just now starting?" I pictured the horrors starting all over again with one person representing everyone who would now become slaves. It was horrible.
I was in a Semi going across the border to Mexico. I was being stopped so border patrol could check my truck. It had cocaine in it. I now realized I was in trouble because of course they would check a trailer like mine.
I saw a truck that was parked really poorly. I thought I did such a poor job of parking. Then I realized My truck was actually parked properly.
I was in the water. I saw several fish. I caught one fish by the tail. It was friendly looking, but had a ferocious looking mouth. It was blue and white.
At first, I wasn't sure it was a fish, but I looked at it closely and saw what I thought were eyes, which they were. That's when the fish came to life. I caught it by the tail between my thumb and forefinger on the flat part of its tail.
Someone was with me. I tried to tell them how to catch a similar fish.
Then I was by a coral reef. It was large and flat, and things could live under it. I was afraid something could come out from under it because I was right there at the edge.
I saw muscles too. They made me feel a bit uncomfortable.
I was sitting in and open back container--thing of a trailer. My feet was dangling over the edge and I was "focusing"* on counting my fingers on the right hand. *I'm a total cloudhead during my dreams.
I was counting them, as I said, and sometimes I counted two lesser, and sometimes two more, but I didn't seem to notice, because the counting didn't "count" when I was in wake state (IRL; Dream), and I was saving the REAL counting for when I was in a dream again... Why..?
Updated 03-28-2012 at 02:22 PM by 53379
Strange fever dream. They are so hard to recall and they make no sense.
My aunt lives in a trailer. I decide to travel with her in it. A lot of the things that happen are things that happened in my childhood but distorted into an odd dream like way. Hard to describe. Ugh... In still sick. That's all I remember. I need more sleep...
DJ Log: September 11, 2011 – 8:30PM (USA Eastern)
· NON-DREAM · NOTES · DREAM · LUCID ·
(Note: When I came home from work today, I was quite tired. I farted around on the 'net for a while, then decided to take a nap that lasted about 2 hours. I had a few other dreams, but these are the two that I can recall anything from. When I woke up, I spent more time being amazed that I just had so many dreams during a nap then I did recalling them. )
I am riding a bicycle around the yard at my parent's old house. Suddenly, the bike catches on fire. I push it over to the corner where the garden hose should be, but there is no hose. I drop the bike and run into the basement to get a hose. When I come back, my brother had used a bucket to put out the fire. I connected the hose and sprayed the bike a bit more to stop the smoke.
I try to back a trailer into a garage with my truck, but the front of the trailer is too high to fit under the door. I disconnect the trailer from the truck and my brother helps me push it my hand. Once we get the trailer inside the garage, he puts some chocks under the tires and I set the coupler on a large wood block. Behind the trailer, there are a couple of old lawn mowers and a garden tractor. Off to the side, there are a couple of engines laying on the floor. I walk out of the garage and when I turn around, I wake up.
-I was on the bus, on a side road that branches off of the main one, which we go down to drop off a couple of kids. Suddenly, the bus came to a screeching halt. People fell out of their seats. We were herded off the bus and into an open trailer, which would seem to be made to accomodate cattle, except for the handrails that resembled those on either side of an escalator. J.G. stood at the front like a tour guide, and cordially informed us that we were going to "experience meat processing first hand".
-I was attending some school dance. I left earlier than planned, and I'm pretty sure I changed clothes in full view somewhere. Time skip. People were at my house, many of whom I didn't know; in fact, the only ones I recognized among them S.G., D.M., D.Cl., and D.B. I guess it might've been a sort of party. I stayed in my room most of the time.
-I was on some sort of racing cart with Azra and D.R. I was steering, Azra was in charge of acceleration/deceleration, and D.R. just waved a flag at the back, and shouted rude things at the other racers as we wound through a mucky, wet, mostly brick city that from the accents of the competitors I suspected was in England.
-I was at my brother's and sister-in-law's again, as I had been the preceding evening. I played with the baby a bit, and wrestled with the dog. The television was turned to an unfamiliar news channel. I heard without really listening, "I lost myself, I lost myse-e-elf...." then my ears pricked up as the anchorwoman began with "Radiohead frontman Thom Yorke, 42, died at 12:50 PM today when his flight bound for..." "Dude, what?!" I cried, waking the baby, who cried in turn. "...Yorke was a cult icon who will surely be mourned this evening worldwide." The broadcast ended with the end of "Last Flowers"- "...too bright, too powerful..." and the fading image of Yorke at a piano.
Yesterday iwl, someone talked to me about a 16' trailer I am trying to sell. It is locked to a chain link fence.
The guy, Noe, looked the trailer over and picked up the lock. I wondered why he would do that. I suspected
he only came up to see if it was locked up, and after talking to me, he realized it was. It was odd the way he
picked it up for a second and let it fall as if to say, "This is a cheap lock" or "Oh, it is locked."
Anyway, last night I dreamed that there were two fences, one for the back yard and one for the front, and
there was about a 4 foot space between them. It was wasted space. Then, I knew I had to see if the trailer
had been stolen, so I look back and sure enough it was gone. The funny thing was, it seemed as though a laser
had sliced the fence in half. The line was going slightly downward and perfectly straight. It was intense for what
little of a dream it was, just thinking about what would have cut the fence like that.
BTW, in waking life, I still have my trailer and the guy never showed up today to buy it as planned. I'm going to
come down on my price today. Aren't you glad to know that?
DJ Log: April 3, 2011 – 5:15AM (USA Eastern)
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I scribbled this one down early this morning, but didn't notice it until I was getting into bed just a moment ago. Hopefully this is the end of my dry spell.
I am driving into the parking lot of my old high school, as I was hired for some sort of a sound gig. It is snowing like crazy and there is well over a foot of snow on the ground. I'm towing my equipment trailer behind my straight-piped diesel battle tank. As I drive from the parking lot to the side door by the auditorium, my tires start spinning in the snow. Aggravated by this, I put my truck in 4x4, set my rev-lock at 2500 rpm, and let the spinning tires dig a pathway the rest of the way to the building. The engine is roaring strong and the turbo sounds like a jet engine preparing for takeoff. As I bog through the snow, diesel soot pours from my exhaust pipe and blackens the snow along my freshly carved ruts.
There's a huge recall gap here, including unloading and connecting all of the equipment. Could just be a gap in recall or perhaps a dream exit and re-entry.
Everyone is getting the auditorium ready for some kind of a show. There is a DJ Setting up his equipment on a table on the left side, and I am finishing the last connections to my mixer on the right side of the room. In the rear, there is a lady setting up a projector and a DVD player. She asks me for an audio cable to connect to the DVD player, which I don't have one that's long enough. I ask her for a long microphone cable so I can extend the DVD Audio cable. She brings me a messy, knotted cable which I untangle then cut the ends off. I spliced the microphone cable together with the DVD cable and connected it to my mixer.
After a bit, the doors opened and quite a many people walked in and sat down in the chairs. The DJ started playing Cheap Trick – All I Really Want to Do. Immediately, the DJ was bombarded by people telling him to turn it off and play Justin Bieber. After a couple minutes of Bieber, I decided that I had had enough of this and I wanted to go sit in my truck and listen to some psytrance instead. I walked toward the exit door and as soon as I opened the door, I woke up.
DJ Log: March 15, 2011 – ~6:00AM (USA Eastern)
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A couple friends and I are checking out a mobile communications trailer that I just towed into the lane at a large farm. On one end of the trailer deck is a rack cabinet with some RF equipment including an old HP141T spectrum analyzer display unit with an 8555A RF section and 8552B IF section, and several other pieces of vintage equipment. On the other end is a large antenna of some sort which is mounted on a frame that can be raised and lowered by an actuator lever. I lower the antenna and then back the trailer into a barn so I can check it out closer. The test equipment is a bit weathered looking, but it all powers on and appears to function as the lights come on and the displays show information. I entered 350Hz and 440Hz into a 2-tone generator and the speaker emitted a dial tone.
I was outside walking with Rex and Kevin and it was very dark outside. I had the feeling that it was very late. Kevin was about to come to the small house where Rex and I had been staying. We lived in a small, grounded trailer with a lot of other people. It was late at night and everybody inside was sleeping. We walked in and Kevin asked if he could drink some of our liquor and I said yes. He then said that he wouldn't be staying and would go back home afterward. I told him that I didn't like people coming just to drink our liquor and taking advantage of us. He then started to play an upbeat song on acoustic guitar. There were now many larger girls who were sitting on our beds, completely naked.
Dream starts off at Lake Whittaker, the trailer park my parents frequent in the summer on the weekends. There is a forest behind their trailer and I am there with my mom having an argument about shopping or something. She said she was going to take me shopping for several weekends but when the time comes she makes some excuse and never follows through.
We argue for a while and she finally agrees to take me shopping and we follow a path through the forest behind the trailer that leads to an outdoor store selling mainly office supplies, but also some dollar store odds and ends. I become upset because I am pacing the aisles looking for something specific and cannot find it. My mom is getting upset and wants to leave but I absolutely refuse to leave until I find what I am looking for, which turns out to be shoes and accessories for my Barbie doll (even though in the dream I think to myself "I'm almost 30 years old. What do I need Barbie doll shoes for?")
After paying for the toys and returning to the trailer I become upset again because the shoes we bought were the wrong onee and I want to exchange them but my mom has had enough of shopping and tells me that I have to go exchange them myself. I walk back along the path to the outdoor store and find it deserted and many of the aisles are a mess like someone has been violently rummaging through the items and tossing them about.
I decide that I am just going to leave the old package and take the new one when just then I hear things being scattered about in one of the far aisles. Upon investigation I find a large black bear knocking things off the shelves and scattering things about. It is growling and foaming at the mouth but thankfully doesn't see me because it's back it turned. I run towards the path in the forest but that catches the attention of the black bear which then starts chasing me.
A dryer maching has appeared in the middle of the forest path and I jump inside of it and slam the door shut. It is sturdy and thick enough that the bear cannot get inside and it eventually loses interest and takes off into the forest. I slowly and quietly make my way along the forest path trying not to draw attention to myself lest I come across the bear again.
The path back to my parent's trailer seems much longer than before and in the middle of it a wide, shallow river has appeared. There are minature houses built along the water's edge and a waterfall nearby. On the path across the river I see something dark lumber across and think it is the black bear waiting for me so I throw myself into the river out of fear and let myself go over the waterfall.
The dream ends there.
Updated 08-30-2010 at 09:07 AM by 6048
I suspect going lucid a couple times but waking up straight away.
1) I remember something to do with the TV show fringe....
2) I've somehow bought a old trailer/house from an old lady, it needs serious repairs. A repair guy comes to inspect it and as he enters one of the old ladys plates falls off the wall, I notice that she has plates hanging on all the walls and that the top of the walls need repairs, the floor is also wonky. There are cinder blocks and a trampoline holding up the floor underneath the trailer. I remember telling someone that at least once it's fixed I'll have a trampoline . I remember looking around the garden there was a tree and a swingset.